Kilgore came out, not quite your average bio-canine, with a case of the perpetual hornies.After the incident with the lab assistant, Kilgore never mad... it to Vega III. Because of his "maladjustment", as his problem was referred to, his career as a bio-dog was scheduled to be a short one, and would have been, if he hadn't overheard them planning to kick him back into the vat.The back door will never be the same again.Sneaking aboard the shuttle for Erma IV was a piece of cake, but by the time he. “Suck it, ho” Marie gagged as he pushed the head to the back of her throat, her cheeks bulging. She seemed to be trying to suck on it, but there was little room left inside her mouth. He grabbed at her head and pulled her to him hard, causing her to gag and splutter more. She was salivating and a trickle of saliva was seeping out of her mouth. The guy pulled her head and pushed with his hips in an unrelenting way, pulling back slightly before pushing in further. Marie was protesting, clearly. He felt her uncurl her arms and wind them around him. He took a deep breath and asked the question. "OK..." he started. "Tell me what's wrong."-*-William sat alone in what used to be his room. It's still my room. His mind tried to justify. What kept throwing him off was the image of the girl wearing his mother's clothes that followed his every movement in the mirror over his dresser. There was no place he could hide from her. Hell, even if he couldn't see her in the mirror he could feel the way. "Mind if I sit in?" he asked."No, go ahead," she said. "You know, after the Halloween Party, I was beginning to like this place. Now, all of a sudden, it makes me sick." Deer season?" John asked. "It's one of those things that a lot of us hate, but we've learned that we have to put up with." There's no reason you should have to put up with such senseless butchery," she said. "These murderers make me sick." Well, I don't care for deer hunters myself," John said. "But, over the years, I've come.